[Nihlus closes his eyes against the worsening headache. After a moment he moves to go fetch the water canteen he'd left next to the foot of his bed.]
I think he was more scared of you than he was of the recode threat, [he says softly after a sip. There's a bit of quiet after that, Nihlus sorting his actual thoughts out from the kneejerk, hangover fueled ones.]
Scared of you, scared of displeasing you. Or both. If you think of the situation that way, his behavior makes more sense.
[Or at least, it did to him. He got the impression that Alan wasn't a particularly happy man, but he didn't have the air of someone who'd had to grow up in violently unsafe environments.]
When you programmed him, what was Rinzler intended to be?
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I think he was more scared of you than he was of the recode threat, [he says softly after a sip. There's a bit of quiet after that, Nihlus sorting his actual thoughts out from the kneejerk, hangover fueled ones.]
Scared of you, scared of displeasing you. Or both. If you think of the situation that way, his behavior makes more sense.
[Or at least, it did to him. He got the impression that Alan wasn't a particularly happy man, but he didn't have the air of someone who'd had to grow up in violently unsafe environments.]
When you programmed him, what was Rinzler intended to be?